Narcissa

[alt_regulus]

I thought perhaps I should write something just to let you know I am not wasting away into 'catatonia'. I'm fine. The arm is fully functional again, too, rendering the whole episode completely useless. I apologise for having put you to such unnecessary trouble last week.

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[alt_narcissa]

I've a feeling I ought not go into details, since it could harm the young man's reputation when he arrives next year ... but it involved the celebratory cake, a well-positioned Filibuster's firework and not a little bit of cleaning up.

(Luckily, we were near the back. I don't know if Enola will ever get that particularly lurid shade of pink frosting out of her robes, no matter how many times she scourgifies it.)

[alt_crouch_jr]

It's not really a party until someone explodes the cake.

[alt_narcissa]

There I am sure Maurice Scroops would agree with you. His father ('father'?) however, possibly has a different opinion. It was quite a large cake.

[alt_crouch_jr]

Maurice Scroops sounds like a young man worth watching. If it could be managed properly, a disposition like that might hold promise one day.

[alt_regulus]

What is gossip good for if not for going into the sort of details that would spoil a young man's reputation? That's the only reason to bother!

I'm glad there was at least the one bright spot in the day--and none on your robes by the end of it. Well played, cousin.

[alt_narcissa]

Spoken like one whose reputation has been utterly shattered.

But to Barty's question - is there anything else you would like? If you're going to be kept under house confinement, you might as well have the comforts of ... well, not home, unless we say my home, but let us call it the comforts of genteel living.

[alt_regulus]

Let me think on it over this glass of extremely heartening whiskey. Perhaps over night.

Honestly, there's not much one needs, staying here. Comfort isn't really one of the categories.

[alt_narcissa]

Yes, I see you've prevailed upon Barty for his best.

Dearest cousin, ought you to be drinking, however? Not that I would deny you in anything like so dramatic a manner as your mother, but is it really the best thing for you, right now?